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Gu Chenzhou did not answer him directly, but gently broke away from his hand and walked away.

Ye Chen: "If you dare to harm Ying Lan, I will kill you first."

Not getting an answer from Gu Chenzhou, he was obviously a little panicked, and his grip on the wine gourd unconsciously increased.

"If you don't tell me and want to leave here, I'll take you out, how about that?"

"You don't want to be trapped here as an unwelcome servant for the rest of your life, do you?"

The figure paused, but still had its back to him and did not look back.

In remote places, wild grass grows lushly, and when the wind blows, the grass waves surge.

The two people were far apart, but they could hear each other's breathing.

Ye Chen knew that he was wavering, so he made up his mind: "Think about it carefully. The boy to be born in the Ji family may be my cousin's future prince. You..."

Gu Chenzhou's long hair was blown by the warm breeze. In the distant blue sky, birds flapped their wings and flew freely towards the horizon.

He suddenly turned around, causing Ye Chen to pause for a moment.

He had never noticed such a soft-hearted person having such a look before, as if this Zhengjun had touched his pain point, which caused him to react so strongly.

Ye Chen knew that Ye Lingyun treated him very well, but a servant of the king, no matter how favored he was, could only be a servant of the king.

Since ancient times, there have been very few examples of servants being promoted to become true rulers, and the possibility is even lower than ascending to heaven.

What's more, he has no family background and no talent for cultivation.

The possibility is even lower.

To become the true ruler of Ye Lingyun, he needs to be recognized by all the elders in the Ye family and pass forty-nine levels. Given his qualifications, I'm afraid the first level will trap him for life.

Ye Chen suddenly asked, "If you knew that a servant can only be a servant forever, what would you do?"

"Are you going to cry again?"

Gu Chenzhou didn't say anything.

After just a moment, he calmly lowered his eyes: "I will keep your relationship with Ying Lan a secret."

Ye Chen's smile gradually faded, and he looked at him, "You are unwilling."

But this time, he could no longer provoke any response from the other party.

Gu Chenzhou turned his back to him and slowly walked out of his sight.

*

After class in the evening, Gu Chenzhou reviewed what he had learned in class as usual, and then began to consolidate his physical skills.

He had never fought against anyone, nor had any actual combat, so he had no idea what stage his current situation was at.

But based on the description in the book, I roughly guessed that he was at the fifth level of the lower stage of Qi Refining.

When Bai Zhang opened the cauldron, true energy poured into his whole body, and it seemed that he had reached the realm of Huayuan.

Some people spend their entire lives and still can only remain at the Qi Refining stage.

From this point of view, although Bai Zhang's special physique is not as good as Ye Lingyun's Taiyin body, it is still much stronger than that of ordinary cultivators.

He wasted such talent.

He sat in the quiet room and took out some spirit crystals from the storage ring to feed the Tun Tun rat. After a few months, the Tun Tun rat still looked juvenile despite eating so many spirit crystals, though it had become a little rounder.

The monthly offerings had already piled up into a small mountain in the storage ring. He had no need to spend spirit stones at the moment, so he stored them away for future use.

Before I knew it, I had more than two thousand high-quality spirit stones.

If he really leaves here, maybe it will be enough for him to spend a long time. But Gu Chenzhou thought about it and felt that it might not be enough, after all, he is now a cultivator, not the mortal he used to be.

I don’t know if the things the monk wants to buy are expensive.

After he finished counting, he carried the Tun Tun rat out of the quiet room.

The rustling evening breeze brought some coolness. He stood under the porch, looking at the dark mountains in the distance.

Che Yuer stood beside him and brought him a small bowl of spiritual milk, which was warm and just right for drinking.

He seemed to have changed a lot, too.

His face was still as white as before, his figure was thin and delicate, but his expression was much more restrained, gentle and indifferent.

As a personal attendant, his status has been greatly improved. In addition, due to his outstanding work, Ye Lingyun asked Ye Rong to assign him a dozen people for use.

He is considered a small leader.

The 997 work system makes life very fulfilling.

Gu Chenzhou looked at him for a while: "What level are you at now?"

Che Yu'er lowered her eyes quietly and obediently: "Three floors."

After being asked this question, Gu Chenzhou was in a daze, but his mind immediately became active.

He can't practice with the people in Class A, but he can practice with Che Yuer.

No one tied his hands and feet, so he could fight anyone he wanted as long as the other party agreed.

It didn't take much trouble, so the two of them picked an open space in the yard and started.

They thought it was simple, but the other servants in the courtyard did not think so. They watched from a distance and communicated in low voices.

Judging from his body shape, Che Yu'er was much smaller than Gu Chenzhou, but he swung the sword easily and flexibly. The surrounding grass and trees swayed, and the sword light was cold and imposing.

To be fair, his posture was more impressive than Gu Chenzhou's. Many servants showed admiration.

They are usually far away from Gu Chenzhou, but they often come into contact with Che Yuer and are under his supervision, so they naturally have some respect for Che Yuer.

But more people focused their eyes on Gu Chenzhou, concentrating intently, afraid of missing even a minute.

Two figures, one white and one gray, faced each other.

Gu Chenzhou used a tree branch as a sword, and the shadows of the sword were very beautiful. The two of them fought several times without realizing it, and they were able to tie.

"You've only been training for half a year, are you so powerful?"

"Che Yu'er is just a servant, so of course he is very impressive in front of us, but he can never compare to you, young master."

"Yes, it's pretty good to be able to draw."

The servants' level was not very high, and they could only watch the fun, but when they spoke, they spoke very convincingly.

Suddenly, Che Yuer's sword became faster. Gu Chenzhou let out a puzzled expression, but still took it calmly. The force was much stronger than before, as if the opponent was using all his strength.

Normally, competitions should be stopped at a certain point, but this kind of unexpected situation does exist. Last time, he seemed to fight more and more fiercely. Gu Chenzhou thought for a moment and couldn't help but asked nervously: "Che Yuer?"

The other party did not answer, but continued to move like a swimming dragon, with his moves linked together, leaving him no time to think.

He was forced to use all kinds of techniques, including body movements, footwork, sword techniques learned in class, and even the magic skills. Although they were a little awkward in actual combat, it was obvious that his basic skills had become much more solid.

He was neither hurried nor panicky, yet he was able to dissolve the opponent's moves one by one. He had improved a lot compared to the random swordplay he had done when he first arrived at the Sword Sect.

Gu Chenzhou became more calm and determined as the fight went on.

He thought he had regressed, but it turned out that was not the case.

Teacher Yuan Miao was quite strict with him. Although he did not show it in front of the students in Class A during class, if he took the initiative to seek her advice in private, he would be asked about his practice. If he was lazy, he would be scolded.

After several months, after getting to know his foundation and seeing that he was determined to improve himself, Yuan Miao appropriately increased the difficulty and became more strict with him. If he slacked off even a little, he would be hit on the hand with a ruler.

In order to protect his face and Ye Lingyun's face, of course mainly Ye Lingyun's face, all these were done outside of class and no one knew about it.

The branch gently lifted the sword, and spiritual wind surged. The next moment, Che Yuer stood in place, watching the sword in his hand being picked up and flew away.

Half a year later, the situation between the two sides has completely reversed.

His eyes were dark and he looked at the other person silently.

Gu Chenzhou was a little nervous and a little expectant. He didn't say anything, but looked at him with bright eyes.

Che Yuer: “…”

The corners of his lips twitched slightly, and he said, "You win."

Gu Chenzhou held a branch in his hand, smiled, and his eyes narrowed into two equal signs.

Satisfied.